Offense:
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Defense:
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Utility:
0

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Hi all :)
Before u gonna judge me and say "WTF! AatroX AD/OFFTANK ONLY!!!" read this try this build and then judge ;)
I am silver 2
AatroX is very good champ with good stats and skills.
He's potential and Critical Animation should be releas :D (yes aatrox got special critical move when attack like Hecarim only Him and Hecarim got that one)

Explanation why this way.

Some of U will propably say that Yasuo/Master Yi/Tryndamere etc. is better but i got some contr arguments.
With your Q Dark Flight u are very mobi and easly catch and escape.(Like Master Yi)
With your passive u got 2 lifes.(Like Tryndamere)
U got awesome life steal cos of LS and AS.
And u are looking very cool while attacking.
U ARE THE BEAST.

Early Game

In early game u are trying to get 2LvL as fast as u can and try to first blood then.
Play very aggresive.
So your jungler cant start on blue on blue side and on red on purple side.
Try to farm, to get first blood on 2LvL, try to play aggresive.
If u have Jax on ur lane it's gona be VERY HARD.
Sometimes i get first blood and win the lane.
But most often i lose lane against him he's just countering u to much.

Mid Game

Here u need to start doing objectives and teamfights.
U and tank should start a fight.
Try to hit as many oponent champs as u can.

Late Game

Late Game is preety much the same as Mid Game but u need to be aware of champs like cos if someone stun u for a long time it's can be GG preety much.

Team good synergy

Picks & Bans

Critical owning

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AatroX history

Aatrox is a legendary warrior, one of only five that remain of an ancient race known as the Darkin. He wields his massive blade with grace and poise, slicing through legions in a style that is hypnotic to behold. With each foe felled, Aatrox's seemingly living blade drinks in their blood, empowering him and fueling his brutal, elegant campaign of slaughter.
The earliest tale of Aatrox is as old as recorded history. It tells of a war between two great factions remembered only as the Protectorate and the Magelords. Over time, the Magelords won a series of crushing victories, leaving them on the brink of obliterating their sworn enemy forever. On the day of their final confrontation, the Protectorate army found themselves outnumbered, exhausted, and poorly equipped. They braced for inevitable defeat.

Just when all hope seemed lost, Aatrox appeared among the ranks of the Protectorate. With but a few words, he urged the soldiers to fight to the last before throwing himself into battle. His presence inspired the desperate warriors. At first, they could only watch in awe as this unknown hero cleaved through their enemies, his body and blade moving in unison as if one being. Soon, the warriors found themselves imbued with a potent thirst for battle. They followed Aatrox into the fray, each fighting with the furious strength of ten until they had won a most unlikely victory.

Aatrox vanished after that battle, but the Protectorate army's newfound fury did not. Their surprising triumph led to many more until they were able to finally return home victorious. Their countrymen hailed them as heroes, but though they had saved their entire civilization from destruction, darkness lingered in the mind of each warrior. Something within them had changed. Over time, their memories of battle faded, only to be replaced with a grim revelation: their acts of heroism were, in fact, brutal atrocities committed by their own hands.

Tales like these appear among the myths of many cultures. If they are all to be believed, Aatrox's presence has changed the course of some of the most important wars in history. Though these stories remember him as a savior in dark times, Aatrox's true legacy may be a world filled with conflict and strife.
"Some fight for honor, some fight for glory. It matters only that you fight."
― Aatrox

Far far away (dont read it never mind)

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